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Wanna know how weird my dreams are?

I was a pirate working for Davy Jones except he had some new duds that were sick as hell. We were putting in orders for supplies to rebuild villages oddly enough. I asked his first mate a question, he didnt answer instead he gestures for me to give him my hand then he proceeds to take this cutter tool and cut off my finger. Well I'm thinking "cant disrespect the first mate, be a man and take it" and so he does but only takes off a small piece of skin as a warning and walks off. Then stupid me goes "just a warning huh?" Then he gestures again, takes my finger and takes off a bit more. This time I know shut my mouth but he's not done. He then takes this weird blade and throws it into my chest, ok so I'm a bit freaked. He throws another and I noticed a wire attached to both them. He proceeds to turn on this machine, it not only electrifies me but turns me into a human magnet attracting all sorts of metal from miles around. I am now being barraged continuously by hundreds of objects. I take the blades out but I am still permenately electrified and magnetized. Apparently this gave me super powers and next thing I knew I was in some government building, present time btw not colonial era, and I'm escaping through the exit with my new powers. Basically I'm in this permanent electrified state, dont even look human, just some creature made of electricity. And I'm dashing a way, rather erratically and in random directions with ease. The government sends all everything at me to chase me down, police, military, everything and one agent like me. She however is much more powerful, more adaptive. She can turn herself in very strange forms to suit her needs. And so she chases after me, always on my tail too. Last I remember she becomes this goldish translucent sludge creature and surrounds me on a rooftop. My electricity doesn't have any affect. Somehow I escape and I'm escaping through a field heading to what looks like some sort of festival. I do this third person thing where I see myself and apparently I'm now a girl buying clothes at one of the stands before running off again. God you'd think I'm an junkie by these dreams
No more habaneros and pickled eggs after 7 pm, bucko.
CuddleFeesh · 31-35, M
@Mamapolo2016 jesus I know right? But this isn't an odd occurence. Happens all the time
@CuddleFeesh It's clear why you're exhausted when the alarm goes off.
PeachyK · 100+, F
Gold sludge sounds like the goo guy in the Pikmin game
CuddleFeesh · 31-35, M
Sorry for the long post

 
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